After reading some reviews here about this place, we decided to check it out despite a warning from our neighbour not to.
We had been seated for maybe 5 seconds... literally... and the waitress came over to take our order. We had to let her know we'd been seated only just now, and we were still taking off coats and so on. ... x
We ordered an appy platter to share, but asked if the shrimp could be put to one side... the explanation being that if the other food touches the shrimp, I won't be able to eat it, seeing as how I'm allergic to shrimp. There was no problem with this request, but it came out with the smoked salmon sitting ON TOP of the shrimp (rendering it poisonous to me) and the shrimp and salmon were covered in that yucky red seafood sauce you would expect to get on the Prairies, not 3 feet from where the Fraser River empties into the Pacific. ... x
Food comes. The Linguini dish for my mother in law (in which the noodles have been so overcooked they were limp and mushy) has parmesan cheese on it, even though we emphasized on many, many occassions it can have no cheese.
I kid you not. The waitress takes a spoon from the table, scrapes the white shavings off the top of the dish, and says, "This isn't cheese." I said, "Ok, no problem. I'm just wondering what it is, then?" She takes the spoon with shavings into the kitchen. A moment later, she comes back without the spoon and says, "I just tried it. It's not cheese." She wasn't willing to back down from this position, so we moved on... x
It was cheese... x
None of our dinners were any good - certainly not worth the money in any way - but one dish DID rock... the baked oysters. They were, indeed, excellent.
One last point... we waited for 15 minutes at the entrance, tho' we'd made a reso, and tho' the place had more than enough tables to accommodate us. The host made it seem as if 5 was an inconvenient number for him. ... x
Bye, bye Correli's.